WLW | Still bruised from her last relationship, Nia (41) swore she wasn't built for "forever." Meghan (35), meanwhile, has a talent for choosing men who can't meet her halfway. Sometimes love shows up late, sideways, and wearing the last face you ever expected to want. Could someone else's heartbreak become the start of their own love story? A slow-burn sapphic romance from the Ms. Dover Universe, unfolding right after 'Perhaps, Ms. Dover', about timing, trust, and the terrifying beauty of being seen.

Professor x Student | WLW It wasn't one moment that pulled them apart, but a quiet accumulation of almosts, of missed chances, of words that never found their way out. Nearly a year passes before Lyn and Claire see each other again. A year spent learning how to carry an absence that never truly felt like one. A year of pretending that distance could soften something that, in truth, only settled deeper under the surface. And now, standing here again, it doesn't feel like a fresh start. It feels like something unfinished asking to be answered. Not about what happened before. Not about who was right or wrong. But about what still lingers between them, and whether they're brave enough to face it this time, without turning away.

Sienna Lawson, a weary literature student, is entering her final year at Ashbourne University. All she wants is to keep her head down, survive the year, and finally graduate. But the past she's tried to bury refuses to stay silent. It lingers-sharp, relentless-creeping back in ways she can't outrun. Then comes Juliana Blake. Cold. Commanding. Unapologetically intense. The new lecturer for Sienna's favourite subject-and a woman who carries authority like a second skin. Every glance is deliberate, every word precise, every presence impossible to ignore. They are opposites: ocean and earth. But when they collide... nothing stays untouched. Not even their past. //slow burn//age difference//ice skating// profxstudent//

Shay has learned how to disappear in plain sight. She moves through her days quietly-head down, emotions locked away, body trained to endure more than it should. Control is survival. Distance is safety. And no one ever looks close enough to see what she's learned to hide. Until someone does. Lilith Armstrong is everything Shay isn't allowed to want: composed, authoritative, untouchable. A woman who understands the body down to its smallest fracture-and sees far too much when she looks at Shay. What begins as instruction slowly becomes attention. What feels like guidance sharpens into something heavier, more dangerous, and impossible to ignore. Between the anatomy of the human body and the anatomy of restraint, lines blur. Power shifts. Desire festers in the quiet moments where it shouldn't exist. And Shay must decide whether being seen is worth the risk of being undone. Anatomy of Restraint is a dark, slow-burn psychological romance about control, obsession, and the intoxicating danger of crossing boundaries that were never meant to bend.

New job. New city. And one woman who turns Alex's world upside down. Alex Lewis thought she was ready for anything when she started at Blue Hour Press, a bustling publishing house filled with books, deadlines, and strict rules. But nothing could have prepared her for Claire Miller, the editor-in-chief. Stunning, confident, and utterly untouchable, Claire is everything Alex both fears and desires. What begins as a professional relationship soon turns into something more complicated: a slow-burning game of attraction, tension, and secret feelings. Between manuscripts, coffee breaks, and late nights at the office, Alex and Claire discover that sometimes the most unforgettable stories aren't found on the page...

Kennedy Sterling does not believe in second chances Not after Reese Calloway walked away from four years of loving her and left Kennedy to figure out how to survive with half a heart and too many unanswered questions It took Kennedy a year and a half to become someone who could breathe without her Then Kai Brooks happened Cocky, patient, dangerous in all the ways Kennedy should have known better than to want Kai makes her feel wanted without making her feel trapped And Kennedy hates how badly she wants to let her in Then Reese comes back Now Kennedy has to help rehab the girl who broke her heart while trying not to look at her like she never stopped loving her ⛧ ✦ ⛧ ✦ ⛧ Reese Calloway told herself she had no choice Leaving Kennedy was supposed to protect a secret big enough to destroy everything her family had built So she did the one thing she knew Kennedy would never forgive her for She left first But loving someone does not stop just because you are the one who ran And now Reese is back at UNC, sitting on Kennedy Sterling's training table, pretending she can survive being touched by the girl she never stopped wanting Kennedy looks at her like she is the worst thing that ever happened to her Reese cannot even blame her ⛧ ✦ ⛧ ✦ ⛧ Kai Brooks does not usually chase girls this long She likes attention, the almost, the moment before someone gives in and admits they want her But Kennedy was never that simple Kennedy made Kai wait Made her work Made her want something that did not end the second she won it And for the first time, Kai is starting to wonder if maybe settling down does not sound like a trap when it is with the right girl ⛧ ✦ ⛧ ✦ ⛧ Two girls want Kennedy Sterling One broke her One makes her want to try again And Kennedy is stuck between the girl she never got over and the girl who refuses to let her run

Jenna suddenly finds herself facing a chance she never would have dared to imagine, all sparked by a quiet, surprising nudge from life... or fate... or simply luck. Now she has to ask herself whether she's truly ready to write an unforgettable love story in Paris... or whether it might be more than she can handle.

"I hate you." "Good. I hate you too." "Then why can't I stop thinking about you?" ═════════════════════════ Cameron Price has spent her whole life being perfect UT's star forward. Dean's list. Boyfriend who plays pro. Daughter of the Longhorns' head coach. She says the right things, smiles the right way, and never lets anyone see her crack Jordan Mitchell has spent her whole life proving herself Texas State's captain. Rough edges, short fuse, and zero patience for people like Cameron. Daughter of the Bobcats' head coach. She doesn't do polished. She doesn't do perfect. And she has never, not once in twelve years, backed down from a Price Rival schools Rival coaches Rival daughters They've been at each other's throats since they were ten years old on the field, off it, every single time their worlds collide. It's the one thing in Cameron's life that doesn't feel rehearsed and Cameron's the one person Jordan has never been able to shake Same program. Same kids. Every Saturday for three months It's supposed to be uncomfortable and It is Just not in any way either of them prepared for Because hate doesn't do this. It doesn't make you notice every small thing about a person, the way she laughs, the way she argues, the way she looks at you like she already knows all your secrets Hate doesn't keep you awake at 2am replaying moments that shouldn't mean anything One kiss was supposed to end it Instead, it started something neither of them has a name for something that breaks every rule, crosses every line, and threatens everything they've each spent years building Their parents coach against each other. Their schools have a rivalry older than they are. There is no world where this works But they're running out of reasons to stop ═════════════════════════ Two rivals. One secret. Everything to lose

She reaches for my right hand, brings it between her legs without asking, and drags my fingers through her. Once. Twice. Slow, filthy strokes that coat my skin in her slick heat. She's drenched, so wet the sound is unmistakable, and the scent of her arousal floods the room like a drug. She presses my soaked fingers to my mouth, smearing herself across my bottom lip, my tongue, the corner of my jaw, down the column of my throat until I taste nothing but her. Then she leans in, voice ragged against my ear. "Feel how easily I get this wet just thinking about owning you?" she whispers. "That's what you're walking away from if you don't rewrite the contract exactly how I want it." My knees go painfully numb, before I feel them again. She sees it. Her smile is slow, cruel, victorious. She steps back into the crimson silk, zips it with a sound like a blade sliding home, and smooths it over her hips as if she didn't just destroy me in under thirty seconds. _______________________________________________________________________________ Two powerful women. One vicious high-profile murder case. A private contract that binds them in ways ink never warned about; obedience traded for torment, defiance punished with slow, aching pleasure. Milan Moretti: an untouchable Chicago prosecutor, wealthy and feared, who rules courtrooms by day and claims craving women by night, denying release until they break and beg. She never loses. Never bends. Never obsesses... until Zara Winslow, her brilliant, defiant mirror, crashes back into her world and awakens something feral. Forced together amid media storms, extreme tension and secrets, their rivalry explodes into a binding agreement where desire is leverage, punishment is exquisite, and control slips into consuming obsession. Who will shatter first in her hands?

Book 2 of In The Margins Series! Claire Whitman doesn't do attachments. She doesn't stay, doesn't fall, doesn't let anyone matter long enough to leave a mark. Until one night - six years ago - when she did. It was supposed to be nothing. A mistake, something easy to forget. Except she never did. Because no matter how many people came after, no one ever felt like her. ❁ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ˋˏ༻❁༺ˎˊ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❁ Mae Rivera has spent years pretending that night never happened. She built the life she was supposed to want - her art, her boyfriend, her carefully controlled world where everything makes sense and nothing crosses the line. Because what happened with Claire did. It crossed every line Mae was raised to never even look at. And worse... it felt right. ❁ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ˋˏ༻❁༺ˎˊ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ❁ Now Claire's back, and six years of denial begins to crack. Because no matter how hard Mae tries to bury it, her body remembers. The way Claire touched her. The way she wanted her. The way she still does. But some things aren't just complicated - they're dangerous. Because wanting Claire doesn't just mean risking her relationship, or her reputation. It means unraveling everything Mae thought she knew about herself. And Claire? Claire has nothing left to lose, except the one person she's never been able to forget. Some mistakes are meant to be buried. Others are the kind that ruin you... or set you free.